Stigmata
By Seer
Just as i sleep Everything is calm Suddenly i feel the pain Upon my wrists holes apear So down my arms blood runs Cant bear this pain Hoping its a dream Realizing it's not i scream I become beaten and bruised Slits and cuts form on my back Then it all goes away Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 12:02 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Just as i sleep..."